Friday Night Foursome
When Travis gets caught masturbating at the office on a Friday night, he finds himself at the mercy of Roger. Forced to follow him to the meeting room, he meets his hot tempered femdom boss Ms Adriana Firestrom surprisingly, his childhood friend, Max! Join Travis as he gets more than he bargained for at the office on a lonely Friday night! More
When Travis gets caught masturbating at the office on a Friday night, he finds himself at the mercy of Roger. Forced to follow him to the meeting room, he meets his hot tempered femdom boss Ms Adriana Firestrom surprisingly, his childhood friend, Max! Join Travis as he gets more than he bargained for at the office on a lonely Friday night!
[This story contains masturbation, dubious consent, whipping, bdsm, femdom, oral sex, normal sex, gay sex and group sex.]
Adriana stood up; her black leather corset glistened in the candle light.
"So…" she started, letting her tongue roll over the 'O's.
"What have we here?" she continued, stepping over to me until we were face to face.
Adriana always dressed professionally like the prim and proper girl that she was. Quite a looker too, but the only reason why till this day she was single was probably due to her temper that no man can stand.
"M-M-Mistress," I heard Roger stutter.
"I caught him jerking off in the office." Roger finished. I swear I could feel the uneasiness in his voice.
"Jerking off eh?" her seductive voice just demanded confirmation.
I lowered my head, "Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry for doing it."
My eyes widened in shock as she suddenly grabbed my crotch tightly, sending shocks of pain mixed with a tinge of pleasure though my body. Our eyes met, seeing her seething in fury.
"No, you're not sorry! You won't be sorry until I'm through with you. Then you'll be sorry," she shrieked.
A wave of fear surged through me as I felt that all too familiar shiver in my legs.
I fell to the ground, "d-don't! Please don't mistress, please!" I begged and groveled at her feet, hoping against hope that I would escape this ordeal relatively unscathed.
"Bring him to the table and bend him over," Adriana loudly commanded. I heard Roger and Max's footsteps approach me. The feeling of dread that I felt on my way here was now magnified a thousand fold as it overcame my entire body.
"No… no!" I pleaded desperately to whoever would listen, but I was especially surprised when even my dearest childhood friend would not heed my cries of help and mercy. They roughly reached under my arms, pulling me up and dragging me over to the table. Pushing my head forward, I inadvertently bent over the meeting room table; my ass hung in the air in full view of the three of them shivering in terror.